Emetophobia (Fear of throwing up)
Colby's P.O.V.
Fuck my stomach hurts, and fuck my head hurts is all Colby could think of since he woke up. "Hey Colby you good you awake?" Crap, "Uh yeah I'm coming hold on," Colby got out of bed and threw on a hoodie. He opens the door to see Sam leaning on the wall with his phone out he looked up when he realized Colby opened his door, "Okay no offence, You look like crap." He put his hand on his for head checking his temp, "Have you eaten, when was the last time you've slept, have you-" "Sam, I'm fine, you sound like my mom, you worry to much," Colby said taking Sam's hand off of his forehead. "Why do you even try," Sam said walking down the stairs into the kitchen, "Try what," Colby said following Sam. "To lie to me, " Sam said, reaching into a drawer and pulling out the thermometer and putting it to Colby's head."Sam, I said I was fine," Colby protested. "Mhm, tell that to your fever," Sam said, showing the 101.3º temperature. "Okay, fine, im sick, but I'm okay." Colby said, walking to the living room. "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you," Sam said, walking to his room and startd editing the video.
~♡Cute little time skip♡~
I ran to the bathroom, and like Sam predicted, I threw up. Sam walked up behind me and rubbed my back. After I was done, I reached for a towel that was on the floor and fell into Sam's arms. "Can I take care of you now?" Sam asked, rocking me in his arms. I didn't answer. I just nodded my head. We got up and walked back to the couch, and I sat on it. Sam walked into the kitchen and got me a wet rag to bring down my fever. "Here," Sam said, handing me a cup of water. He started to walk away. "Wait," I said, Sam turned around, "Stay?" He started walking back, "Sure," he sat on the couch with me and pulled out his phone, and took a picture of me.
"Hey Colby," my head perked up, "I told you that you were sick." Sam put a caption on the photo and post it. The caption read, "He said he wasn't sick SMH (He's sick, BTW)." He posted it, and I looked at my phone and then back at Sam, "I'm not sick," I whined. I tried to reach for the remote but couldn't reach it. Sam looked at me, "Do you want to watch something," he said with a smirk on his face, already knowing the answer. "Yes," I said with a huff. Sam put on a show for us to watch, I let my mind wonder for a little bit. Wow, Sam is really everything I need. I thought about it for a moment longer. I love him.I love my little blondie
-ColbyAHH, I FINNALY POSTED SOMTHING ITS BEEN SO LONG I WILL TRY MY BEST TO POST MORE OFTEN.
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I LOVE YOU DRINK WATER, GO EAT SOMTHING, AND GIVE YOUR SELF A COMPLIMENT!
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Solby Oneshots
FanfictionSolby oneshots. I take suggestions. Some triggering topics. This is a joke and purely for fun